Sunday Night

Something that made my sister and I laugh very hard:

"Hey, you have something there on your chin"

*feels chin*

"Oh, no, it's your other chin"

*feels again*

"No, not that one, the next one... "

Went for dinner outside. Ate at Swisshotel at Clarke Quay because my dad had some Maybank vouchers. The radio in the car is almost permanantly tuned to Symphony 92.4. On the way there, I heard a very weird version of Canon. They played it very fast, about 90 beats per minute or 1.5 time faster than it should have been. When they got to the fast part with many running notes, I was trying very hard to imagine what their fingers and bowarm looked like. They were playing separate bows, which made it even harder to imagine. So fast! Jean and I were looking at each other, dumbfounded (I know I should have been keeping my mouth closed). Whoever arranged that is insane. No, whoever played that probably escaped from Hougang chalet a.k.a. IMH (Institute of Mental Health).

I called jie ying to discuss the sectionals report template. She laughed nearly half the time. I think she's also one who escaped from the Hougang chalet. As the laughing disorder connoiseur, I declare jie ying's condition as one that is worsening. As for the chances of recovery, in my expert opinion, never.

After dinner, we walked around Singapore River. Then, we went inside Central where we parked the car. Tried to search for a supermarket but found none. Then, we went all the way to the rooftop and sat there. We watched people do bungee jumping. Each jump lasts only about 30 seconds, and the thrill gets less with each spring back. Beside the bungee jump was another structure. There, people tried to become pendulum bobs. They sat in a capsule and got pulled all the way up to a depression angle of almost 0 degrees. Then, "AAHHHHHHH.........." (noise pollution). I think the pendulum bob ride is more thrilling compared to the bungee jump. But then again, maybe it was just because the people who rode on that were more enthusiastic.

Jean: I want to sit on that just before I die

Me: I'll die sitting on that

Then, we went back home. The end.

Tomorrow: going to do violin practice in the morning, then go for a hair cut in the late morning. afternoon will be spent rotting at home and doing work. haven't finished Accident math yet.